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May 2012 · 3.7k
Your Sky Blue Eyes.
Krusty Aranda May 2012
Turn to me your sky blue eyes.
Let them see I tell no lies.
Smile at me, and make me feel
that your love for me is real.

Let me kiss your soft, sweet lips;
place my hands upon your hips.
We'll surf the clouds up in the skies.
Turn to me your sky blue eyes.

Grab my hand, and love me tender.
I'll play a love song with my Fender.
Lets lose ourselves in passion and lust,
make our problems turn to dust.

Hear the beating of my heart
telling you we'll never be apart.
Smile at me, and make me feel
that your love for me is real.

Turn to me your sky blue eyes.
Let them see how fast time flies,
but as long as we're together
time will keep on going forever.
I hope this makes you feel much better now. I love you.
Apr 2012 · 1.1k
Unwritten Epitaph.
Krusty Aranda Apr 2012
Those infamous last words
were said without anyone hearing.
They weakly fly in the wind,
as weak as my heart beating.

The tombstone is set.
My grave has been dug.
No one for a last kiss,
no one for a last hug.

The pain became too much to bare,
but I don't cry. Instead I laugh
for I'll soon be set free from this chain,
and you'll be reading my unwritten epitaph.

I'm still laying in a hospital bed,
plugged to instruments keeping me alive.
It's the only link you left for me in this world,
but I'm ready to cut it with my knife.

My pulse is fading.
The warmth is escaping.
This life is over.
Home-run's the next swing.
Not quite done yet. Opinions, anyone?
Apr 2012 · 537
Back at the Beginning.
Krusty Aranda Apr 2012
Here I am again.
Back at the beginning.
I was so close to winning,
but it was all in vain.

I climbed the highest mountain.
I beat the fiercest opponents.
Who'd believe those moments
would all end up in pain?

The closer I got to the goal
the better I started to feel.
I couldn't believe it was real.
I turns out I fell to the hole.

Here I am again.
Back at the beginning,
but this time I will be living.
This is my new aim.
I think I still haven't learned the lesson.
Apr 2012 · 643
Eclipse in my Eyes.
Krusty Aranda Apr 2012
When I was alone,
broken, beaten and scarred.
I had no home,
no place to hide.
The sun shone bright,
and I realised.
I found my place,
I found my light.

But suddenly darkness
came crawling back.
The sun hid away
took the brightness I lacked.
My heart pounding hard.
My knees shivering in fear.
Fear I would live
to suffer in here.

The light faded out.
The darkness is here.
It made a home
inside of me.
So here I am alone,
broken, beaten and scarred
with darkness inside me,
and the eclipse in my eyes.
****! I feel this way again.
Mar 2012 · 683
The Last Beat(ing)
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
It's been a while since we last met.
Remember how that last touch felt?
You ran away. You left me alone.
I couldn't hear your cries no more.

I miss the way we used to play,
even when all colors turned gray.
I love the way I'd make you scream;
it mixed well with your heartbeat.

And so this rhythm became our game,
but you still begged me to end the pain.
You claimed the game was never fun.
You were so mad you had a gun.

Placed your finger on the trigger, and pulled it.
Before you knew, you had ran out of bullets.
Too bad for you. You couldn't hit me even once.
"Now come here, baby, we'll have one last dance."

We played one last time, but it wasn't the same.
It was the last time you would play any game.
We played and played untill I couldn't hear you screaming,
and your heart was now gone. It had stopped the beating.
I'm really eager to see comments on this one.
Mar 2012 · 846
Tale of a Mended Heart.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
I spend my days thinking about us.
About how we met, how we fell in love,
and even though you're not here by my side
I'm glad to say you belong in my heart.

When we fist met I had an open wound
from a broken heart, from a love untrue.
I didn't have the strength to even feel alive;
the wound had been there for a very long time.

I cried and cried untill my eyes went dry.
I screamed for help, but no one gave a ****.
The months went by, and still the wound would bleed.
It seemed to me it wasn't going to heal.

Untill one day I finally found the light.
The pain was gone. You drew in my face a smile.
"Is this a dream or is this all real?"
It wasn't a dream. The wound started to heal.

So now as you read this I wanted to say
thank you for bringing me into the light again.
I'll soon be with you, dear. I promise you that,
and know that no distance will tear us appart.
Mar 2012 · 676
Fading Reality.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
Say the words I want to hear.
Tell me there's nothing to fear.
Spread the message. Make it clear.
I don't want to be stuck here.

Free me from this earthly chain.
Take me to where there's no pain.
This darkness inside must not remain;
it's hunting me all over again.

Take my spirit far away
where there's no night, where there's no day.
To see the light is for what I pray.
I'm tired of being this demon's prey.

Awaken my mind so I can think,
to find this puzzle's missing link.
To drown my sorrow it must first sink.
Watch it fade away as I blink.

So, from this moment I cease to exist,
but I'm not dead yet, I must insist.
This thing called "reality" became my beast.
Now I'm meeting with "fantasy"; that is my tryst.
Mar 2012 · 653
Longing.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
Feel the tears roll down your face.
Hear my words fade with the wind.
Regret the words you didn't say,
the thoughts you kept while I was here.

Feel my hand lossen its grip.
Feel the warmth leaving my corpse.
Shed a tear to show you care.
Call for me even if I'm not there.

Two years from now will you remember
the laughs and joy we used to share?
Will you even dream about me?
Will you think of me every now and then?

And now as I leave the body,
would you tell me why you had to wait
for something to happen to me
to show that you really cared?
Written around the feeling of longing for someone who really doesn't care about you anymore, and wondering if they would care if you were here no more.
Mar 2012 · 631
Kiss of Death.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
I can feel the venom
spreading through my veins.
It's too late to act now,
though I should have seen from the start
that you were of the poisonous kind.

I saw the signs,
which I decided to ignore.
You paralized me. I couldn't move no more.
You gave me a kiss, which injected the venom,
and now I agonize,
dying of love.

Now, as you move on to your next victim
I dedicate my last words to you.
Be careful who you are kissing
because you might be poisoned too.
This one was really random.
Mar 2012 · 1.1k
My Shooting Star.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
I'm lying down, staring at the sky
thinking about my future, present and past.
The days gone by, and the ones to come.
But those by your side have been the best of them all.

I try to find your face in the stars.
I try to hear your voice in the wind.
I try to feel your touch, I try to feel your warmth.
I sometimes wonder if you'll ever come back.

Because I've really been missing you.
You know that I'm needing you.
Please, come down from the sky.

Would you turn into my shooting star?
Take me with you no matter how far.
Make my wish come true. Don't ever leave me again.
Open your wings, and lets fly far away.
To Jorge Alejandro Alfaro Moore and Daniela Rivas Sanchez. R.I.P.
I love you both, and you'll always be in my heart.
Mar 2012 · 966
No More.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2012
This day I have to confess
that I once loved you so much.
I once cared for you,
but that is no more.

I used to have illusions.
I used to have a goal,
but you so cowardly destroyed them.
Now they are no more.

The years we spent together.
The loving that we shared.
What ever happened to it?
Why did it have to change?

You used to be supportive.
You used to be so proud.
Now you judge the steps I take,
the things I say out loud.

The only thing I ask of you
is to come back the way you were,
for I want this pain I feel,
I want it to be no more.
Feb 2012 · 1.2k
What you did to me.
Krusty Aranda Feb 2012
I try to write a poem
about the things you did to me,
but I can't find the words
to tell you how I feel.

You left me broken hearted.
You never loved me back.
You only gave me false hopes,
and you even let me fly.

But who knew you wouldn't catch me
when I started to fall?
I thought you were my safety net.
I thought I didn't have to call.

Now the only thing I feel
is you never cared for me.
You knew that if you called my name
I'd give you everything.

I hate you like I hate the cold
that now invades my heart.
If you try to talk to me
don't expect me to talk back.

Oh, please! Who am I kidding?
You know I still love you.
I do not mean those words I said.
I swear it isn't true.

You give me joy, you give me peace.
You make the sun shine bright.
You are the music in my ears,
the beating of my heart.

So what you dared to do to me
is nothing bad at all.
I'll tell you what you did to me.
You made me fall in love.
Feb 2012 · 1.4k
Going Insane.
Krusty Aranda Feb 2012
Trapped in a room,
No way to get out.
Nothing in here but me.

I cannot move,
I can't even breathe,
And they will not set me free.

Four walls surround me
This can't be correct.
I think I'm going insane.

They torture me as if there's no tomorrow.
All that's been left of me is my pain and sorrow.

Suicide looks like the only exit to this pain.
All they want to do is get into my ******* brain.

They want you to obey every ******* command from that who reigns.
I refused to that idea, and now I'm rotting in hell.

******* all!
I won't do what you tell me.
I would rather die.

But trapped in here
Within this four walls
I'm starting to lose my mind.
Feb 2012 · 111.3k
Is this real?
Krusty Aranda Feb 2012
Words are hollow.
Eyes are deceiving.
Thoughts are far fetched.
Illusions are broken.
Looks mean nothing.
Expressions can be fake.
Emotions are assassins.
Senses don't work.
Heart stops beating.
Light turns into darkness.
Does this mean I am dead?
Jan 2012 · 1.8k
My Last Tear.
Krusty Aranda Jan 2012
Tonight I shed my last tear,
for you, for me, for us.
I now know I cannot tear
this thorn on this lone rose.

The stars in the vast night sky
are staring down on me,
for they know I lost my everything.
It wasn't meant to be.

The moon has ceased to light my way.
The sun brings me no warmth.
Summer is cold, and winter is old.
Springtime feels like wrath.

Tonight I shed my last tear
for I'll be hurt no more.
I wish you to be happy.
The thorn has just been torn.
Jan 2012 · 2.6k
A Way Home.
Krusty Aranda Jan 2012
Open your eyes, and find your way home.
I've done all I can. I can't help no more.
Take just one step, and then take another.
Keep going, and don't look back. Don't bother.

The path won't be easy, but be not afraid.
As long as you're confident you're more than prepared.
The ground you will step on won't always be firm,
so seek your intelligence, and this path you'll clear.

Sin and temptation might meet you in the way.
Don't listen to them. Turn your back! Go away!
And if you ever feel curious to roam in their tower,
remember to find your inner stregth and willpower.

This is the final advice I can give.
From now on you will walk your own way and live.
Live this adventure without fear or regret,
and just have in mind, it's not over yet.
Jan 2012 · 1.4k
El Tonto.
Krusty Aranda Jan 2012
Cuando pienso en el pasado,
unos meses atrás,
recuerdo lo que te he dado;
lo que no conservas más.

Te he dado mi alegría,
te he dado mi sufrir.
Te dí lo que querías
y lo que podías pedir.

Mis pensamientos y mis sueños
también tuyos fueron.
Mis acciones  y palabras
tus promesas destruyeron.

Te regalé sobre todo
mi corazón de cristal.
Tú solo me regalaste
un beso artificial.

Entendí que la honestidad
nunca fue tu gran virtud.
Tus incesantes mentiras
me tenían en la esclavitud.

Los días que pasamos juntos,
¿qué significaron?
Mis buenas intenciones,
todas se acabaron.

Cuando de mí quieras algo
ya no estaré para tí.
A partir de hoy ya no soy
el tonto que un día fuí.
Jan 2012 · 1.8k
Dama del Vestido Negro.
Krusty Aranda Jan 2012
Dama del vestido *****;
tus labios saben a sal.
Desvela ante mí tu misterio.
¿Cuál es tu misión infernal?

Tu mirada es hechizante.
Tu piel suave como seda.
Pero todo es un vil truco;
a ver que tonto se enreda.

Tu boca escupe mentiras
que se clavan en mi mente.
Tu cuerpo exuda lujuria,
pero no caigo facilmente.

¡Dime qué es lo que buscas,
qué es lo que quieres de mí!
Yo no tengo que ofrecerte,
no tengo nada para tí.

¡Retira el velo que llevas!
¡Muestra tu rostro cobarde!
Tu ojos color ceniza
no ven que ya es muy tarde.

Puedes jugar con mi cuerpo.
Me puedes quitar la razón.
Puedes romper mi espíritu,
pero nunca mi corazón.
Jan 2012 · 6.8k
Can't Sleep Tonight.
Krusty Aranda Jan 2012
I close my eyes, but I can't sleep tonight;
I see your shadow lying next to mine.
I turned around, and realize you're not home.
I'm sorry, darling, I can't sleep tonight.

I lie in bed, but I can't sleep tonight;
you're not sleeping by my side.
My bed is empty, and my sheets are cold.
I'm sorry, love, I can't sleep tonight.

It's dark all over, but I can't sleep tonight;
there's thoughts of you all through my mind.
You've left nothing behind for me to hold on to.
I'm sorry, sugar, I can't sleep tonight.

My eyes are sore, but I can't sleep tonight;
the pictures of you won't let me hide.
I miss your voice, and I miss your touch.
I'm sorry, baby, I can't sleep tonight.

I feel so tired, but I can't sleep tonight;
this ghost of you became my freight.
The sun shines through my balcony.
I'm sorry, boo, I couldn't sleep tonight.

— The End —